In the broken streets, blood seeped into the soil along the gullies of the earth, flames still burned the dilapidated pavilions, and next to dozens of corpses, Bodhi, wearing a red cassock, quietly recited the scriptures, looking like a Bodhisattva who was compassionate to the heavens and others.

If the players present hadn't seen this guy kill these people with their own eyes, they would probably really think that the monk in red was a respected and Taoist monk.

"He didn't look like this when he cut people. I still like this monk's unrestrained appearance when he cut people." The Zuan artist said, touching his chin.

"You go down and take ak47 and hit him once, and you will immediately experience his first perspective of chopping people." The man with twelve-pack abs glanced at the Zuan artist and said.

"Damn, do you think I'm stupid?" Zuan artist said with wide eyes.

"Aren't you stupid? When Azu didn't know where to fall, you had already become the lower limit of intelligence in the team." said the man with twelve pack abdominal muscles.

Zuan Artist: "..."

"So we're just watching here?" Buckley felt that his negative condition had improved a lot at this time, and it was a bit strange to hang on the roof.

The man with twelve abdominal muscles said, "Otherwise, go down and chop the monk, that monk is too fierce. He feels that he should be saved for us after a while. Do you want to be saved by the monk?"

"I don't want to, where are you?" said Buckley.

"I don't want to be saved by a monk," said the man with twelve abdominal muscles.

The two looked at each other and then said, "Slender! Haha..."

"Then wait until the monk leaves before going down to pick up the corpse. We are still newbie, so it's not embarrassing to hide from the big boss." The donkey from the production team spoke on the side.

The war criminals of the P Society said after hearing this: "I'm still a newbie. Today, there are newbie. We are actually considered big shots."

The donkey from the production team spread his hands and said, "The boss is now hung on the roof and is being beaten to a negative state. Fortunately, there is no newbie to see it, otherwise how can we maintain the boss' style when we go back?"

"By the way, old driver, didn't your teacher make an appointment? Why didn't you stay here today to see?" The war criminal of the P Society spoke.

"The number of people making reservations is almost 10,000. Only 70 people were entered this time. My teacher probably won't be able to get in. Besides, he has never believed this, and maybe he won't even come in even if he gets a helmet."

The two packs of spicy strips said they didn't care. The director was very busy and had to take care of his daughter. He didn't have so much time to play games. Besides, the probability of winning the quota is too low. Not everyone is the European emperor like him.

"Then he really lost a lot of fun." The war criminal of the P Society commented.

"This is the case for the elderly, just get used to it. Slow-paced life is more suitable for them. However, my director is a good person. Although he is always flirting with words, he is a good person." said the two bags of spicy strips.

Speaking of this, Yu Guang, who had two packs of spicy strips, saw Deng Xian seemingly thinking about something, and he said, "What are you thinking about?"

Deng Xian, who had been looking at the Blood Bodhi, suddenly spoke when he heard this, "You are waiting here, I still want to try the new way of playing."

As he said that, Deng Xian climbed down the eaves and walked towards the Blood Bodhi, who was rescuing the attendant.

"Damn, is the old driver so brave? Do you dare to go down and fight with the monk?" Buckley, a big butt, was shocked.

"I bet 50 cents and I can't hold on for three seconds." The man with twelve abdominal muscles said.

"The old driver is back soon, the monk is fierce, you can't stand it." The Zuan artist also spoke.

At this time, Deng Xian had already arrived at the side of Blood Bodhi, but he did not speak. Instead, he waited for Blood Bodhi to complete the salvation before slowly speaking:

"Master, has the salvation been completed?"

"Is there something wrong with the donor?" Xue Bodhi looked at Deng Xian on the side and said with a smile.

Deng Xian looked at the blood Bodhi in front of him, which seemed to be the Buddha's living, and suddenly felt that this guy and the Moon Worshiping Master were like a mixture of philosophers and madmen, becoming a Buddha one by one, and slapping one by one person's life.

After pausing for a moment, Deng Xian clasped his hands together and said, "I just want to ask, does the master need my help if there is anything to do?"

A player on the rooftop immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet when he heard this, and understood what this guy Deng Xian wanted to do. This guy wanted to steal a mission from the boss.

"Damn, I miscalculated it. Why didn't I think this boss might be able to receive the task?"

"Monkey must not send him a mission, beat him with a fist as big as your sandbag, and tell him you are a boss."

"Monk, don't be deceived by this despicable villain. He is just thinking about your mission. This is a scumbag, pull out the ruthless one."

………

Xue Bodhi also looked at Deng Xian in surprise when he heard this. Even though Xue Bodhi was very knowledgeable, he had never seen anyone ask him if he needed help after he killed someone. This person was really interesting.

He smiled, and the rosary in the Blood Bodhi hand turned, saying, "This is the first time I have seen such a enthusiastic donor since I went down the mountain. The donor is determined. There is indeed something here. Perhaps the donor of the Jinyiwei can really help."

"Master, please tell me!" Deng Xian's eyes lit up. He originally wanted to try to trigger tasks on other NPCs, but he didn't expect that he could actually succeed.

"I am looking for someone, the young master of Shanhe Escort Bureau Lin Bixie." Xue Bodhi said softly.

Deng Xian heard this and said, "Master, do you have a portrait of Lin Bixie?"

"There is no portrait, but a friend of mine has calculated a divination and he is in Mianchi County." Xue Bodhi said confidently.

"So do he have any characteristics?" Deng Xian scratched his head and said.

Xue Bodhi said: "It should be a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old who has learned some basic skills, but his skills are not good, which is the acquired level."

"Okay, I will help the master pay attention, but if I find it, where can I find the master?" Deng Xian said.

"My monk lives there at Yuelai Inn. At least before Lin Bixie left Mianchi County, I will live there. If the donor of the Jinyiwei found Lin Bixie, he could bring him there to find me. I will thank you very much."

After saying that, Blood Bodhi turned around and left, leaving only Deng Xian, standing in front of a pile of corpses.

At this time, a group of players also climbed down from the roof and surrounded Deng Xian.

"Good guy, you took another task while we were not paying attention." The Zuan artist said with a dissatisfaction.

Deng Xian glanced at the task page and said, "I don't know if this is a task. I didn't see this task in the task list. For our camp, perhaps except for the tasks of the Warlock, other tasks are not considered tasks, they are just an agreement."

"It's a good agreement, this monk must have given a lot of it." The war criminal of the P society touched his chin and said.

"Don't worry about the agreement, hurry up and restrain the body, and you're going to make a big splash now." The man with twelve abdominal muscles spoke.

Everyone came to their senses. Although they did not successfully penetrate the brothel this time, they had futilely hired a bunch of master corpses, which seemed to be about to make a fortune.

And in addition to the corpse, they can also bet on those side missions, and this wave will win.

Thinking of this, everyone quickly gathered the corpses scattered around them.

Deng Xian shrugged, nailed the paper with the guilty to the ground with the Seven Killing Order, and then took out the embroidered Chunjian and wrote "The Jinyiwei killed someone here" on the ground. The pen tip of the handwriting was extremely sharp.

After writing, Deng Xian looked at the handwriting on the ground and nodded, and he looked a bit arrogant and domineering.

And at this moment, a familiar figure ran over from the street, carrying a man on his back.

"Brother Meng, see who I picked up?" Dongcheng Azu said with an excited smile on his face.

"Who can you pick up? Could you still pack the previous monk back?" Zuan artist said disdainfully.

Dongcheng Azu said in a confused look: "Monk? What monk? Why am I picking up monks? Do I look like a good person? I am a serious person."

"Do you believe it yourself?" Zuan artist glanced at him.

Dongcheng Azu said with confidence: "Of course I believe it."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, who did you carry back?" Zuan artist walked forward and said.

"acquaintance."

Dongcheng Azu smiled and put down the person behind him.

The Zuan artist was shocked and said in an instant: "Damn, Feng Shisanniang? Can this be picked up by Damn? This is outrageous."

………

One of the four capitals of Daliang Kingdom, Luoyang, Henan Prefecture, the prefecture of the prefecture, Li Xiang, was sitting in the back hall and drinking tea.

Sitting opposite him was Li Xiu, the magistrate of Henan Prefecture, and beside him was his confidant Wei Cheng.

The three of them talked about the land tax of Henan Prefecture this year. The year of Henan Prefecture is not good this year, but some land taxes cannot be reduced if the year of poor year is not good. This is the default rule.

In the officialdom of Daliang State, the rules and parties are larger than those of the official family.

After talking about the local taxes of Henan Prefecture this year, the prefect Li Xiang picked up a tea bowl and drank it, and said:

"How is that imperial envoy Wang Mudao recently?"

Since Fang Xiu came to Henan Prefecture, Li Xiang sent people to stare at Mianchi County and Wushan day and night, and would send back the news of the day every day.

Li Xiang had already learned about Fang Xiu's business some time ago. If it weren't for the teacher who was fighting for the position of prime minister, he would have snatched Fang Xiu's business at this time.

Such a huge business cannot be controlled by that naughty boy. Only those who are virtuous can occupy such a business. Only by virtue can one occupy financial power.

"Wang Mudao didn't know where he recruited a group of unregistered Jinyiwei. At this time, he killed bandits and thugs in the entire Mianchi County, and even killed people in the street. He was extremely presumptuous. Now he has killed thirty-nine people, including many Green Forest masters, which has caused panic."

The magistrate Li Xiu paused at this point, and then continued: "Besides, every time he killed someone, he left a token and evidence of guilt, this is simply a matter of nothing. He asked him to do everything. Wouldn't you and me become a joke?"

"If you are so arrogant and arrogant, you will be so arrogant. This is really morally corrupt. When your virtues decline in the future, you will definitely die tragically. Just wait for you and I, it won't be too far away." The prefect Li Xiang frowned tightly when he heard this and said coldly.

"But his men even wrote a murder decree on the street. Since Renzong, all criminals have to be executed by the government. He is simply despising the court and despising the government." The magistrate Li Xiu continued to ignite the fire.

The more he inquired about the wealth path that Fang Xiu held, the more he became jealous. If he could master the business channel, he might have a million-dollar profit a year, how could he ignore it?

But the prefect Li Xiang did not allow him to do anything, but just asked him to wait. This made Li Xiu very anxious. Now he was going to shake the prefect's idea.

The prefect Li Xiang also understood Li Xiu's thoughts, and he glanced at Li Xiudao:

"Then find someone to beat and beat, you can do it, but don't be too much, do it in business, do you understand?"

When the magistrate Li Xiu heard this, he immediately knew that his thoughts had been seen through by Li Xiang. He was beating him. He took a deep breath and said:

"clear!"

………
To be continued...